I love JΓ€germeister. I love my hotel room. I love being naked in this fine hotel robe. I love my ceiling fan. I love my corner-suite with separate rooms for everything. I love that one of those rooms is a "drawing room" even though I don't know what it's fore. I love Austin. I love Karla for hanging out with me in Austin. I love Karla. I love that I remember how to make a link to Karla's blog. I love complimentary internet. I love being a little bit drunk. I love being able to sleep in and not have to start work at the ass-crack of dawn in the morning. I love chocolate pudding. I love my friends and family. I love that I get to meet Wayne tomorrow. I love that I managed to make yet another link without breaking the internet. I love the internet. I love my blog. I love the friends I've made with my blog. I love that President Bush won't be president much longer. I love second chances. I love traveling to new places and meeting new people. I love people. I love people who are not total dumbasses. I love the smell of my grandmother's apple pie. I love my grandma. I love my iPhone most of the time. I love Steve Jobs. I love Apple. I love love love love my Macintosh. I love traveling with my Macintosh. I love to travel. I love Edinburgh, Scotland and love that I will go back there one day. I love the escape. I love the freedom. I love those free snacks you get on an airplane no matter how lame they are. I love First Class upgrades. I love denying how much I love First Class upgrades. I love leg-room. I love that I remembered to hyphenate "leg-room" even though it took me six tried with spell-check in order to spell "hyphenate." I love that I get to spend time with my sister who is also one of my best friend in three weeks. I love knowing people who love me because of who I am rather than what I can do for them. I love making people happy. I love a woman's smile. I love cake. I love fortune cookies. I love that I can go to the fortune cookie factory and eat fresh warm fortune cookies in San Francisco in two weeks. I love art. I love creating something from nothing. I love seeing how others create something from nothing. I love the rain. I love walking in the rain without an umbrella with a girl who likes walking in the rain without an umbrella. I love you Mary. I love knowing that I'm not alone no matter where I go on this earth. I love that there's always better days ahead. I love those who feel hard work is its own reward. I love that I know the difference between "it's" and "its" and "their" and "there" and "your" and "you're." I love teachers. I love people who try to make the world a better place. I love knowing that there's Something More if you stop to look for it. I love truth. I love honesty. I love faith. I love all the little things that make us human.
I love love.
I love you.
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That’s a whole lotta love there Dave π
RMB
Awesome. I love this.
Hmm…is the the Jager talking? π
I love your drunk posting. Glad you’re having such a grand time.
Are you sure it’s “I love being a little bit drunk.”?
I love that you are in love with the world tonight, go get you some chocolate pudding and find some more of the little things in life to love.
….
Love is in the air
Everywhere I look around
Love is in the air
Every sight and every sound
….
I love this post. Seriously, it was very good. I love seeing sunny thoughts on the Internet.
You are fantastic! I love reading about you being happy!
You had me at JΓ€germeister.
So I take it that the red balloon of hope has found its way back to you as well?
Who knew that it just takes a liberal dose of JΓ€germeister?
Seriously though, right back at you, I loved meeting you as well.
I love this post.
I love Dave.
Well, I love you too dude. But “just a little drunk?” *ahem* Methinks the mister was more than “just a little drunk.” π
It’s okay, Dave. You’re very cute when you’re in love with everything.
I love you too Dave….can’t wait to meet you for New Dave City in November π
I love lists of things to love!
I love how much love you have for everything.
Your love cracks me up!
Who are you and what have you done with Dave?
OK, I am gonna carry around a bottle of Jaegermeister whenever i hang around with you and feed it to you, because you are JUST TOO MUCH FUN on it.
Obviously Austin has done its work on you.
Aw… I love drunk Dave. Well, I love sober Dave too, but you know.
It’s nice to see you so happy…and I want some of what you’re on.
We love you too.
Even if this is a drunk post, I love it. Yay for love!
a little drunk?
I was all happy until people started suggesting you wrote it drunk. π
I hope you still love all these things in the morning!
JΓ€ger for teh w!n. I love that you love that you are going to SF in two weeks. Can’t wait to hangout with everyone.
I hate it when people say they love stuff.
I love reading happy posts!
This is an incredibly amazing post!
I love it! I love that you love so many things. It makes me think of all the love i have to “things”. I’m sitting here in Starbucks typing this on my Mac book. I love that i can do that!!
You inspired me to love! Thanks!!
I love reading your blog. And I love corner suites too!
I am listening to Led Zeppelin’s “Whole Lotta Love” while reading this post. For reals.
Excited to see pics from Davstin. Should be awesome.
I love that you made this post. I love you. I love that this makes me happy and smiley for you.
I love it when you are drunk most of all. π
I love that you are a little drunk, and I love this post. π
Are you in love with everything? I’m confused…
Wouldn’t it be great if the Jagermeister left you feeling this way all of the time? I’m going to have faith that you do feel like this all of the time.
Ummmmm…ok, Dave.
*weeps a little* I love you, too π
I know you do, sweetie. You’ve got a little JΓ€ger drool in the left corner of your mouth…
Even if it *is* a potential drunk post, it still gives me a big wide happy smile. Thank you!
I love this post and I love how the sun just broke through the cloud cover making all the wet leaves on the trees outside my window sparkle!
I love tipsy Dave!
I love this post. : )
We Love Dave!
I love drunk Dave because he loves me! But not as much as he loves the Jagermeister, me thinks. Hope your morning wasn’t too tough!
Jeez, if this you a “little” drunk I’m not sure I want to see you really pissed. π
We love you too Dave! (said whilst completely sober)
hmmm. pictures of you laying naked in your hotel room?
whole lotta love goin’ on.
Oh, yeah? Well, what about Ann Coulter?
I love this post. I love this blog. I love when friends let friends blog drunk…much better than drunk dialing. I love that “Chapel of Love” is what I’ve been listening to as I read this post!
As a teacher, whom you claim to love, I love that you know the difference and correctly spelled “it’s” and “its”, “their” and “there”, as well as “your” and “you’re” while you’re drunk on Jagermeister (aka yakker-master)!
Dipping a bit much into the sauce, eh?
I love you too, sweetie. π
I love that you spread love all around the world, just by being Dave2.
Also, I love that even when you are totally shit-faced, you still write coherently. And that you’re a nice drunk. **hug**
You’re so cute when you’re drunk. I love that.
I LOVE YOU TOO!!!
Awww…
I hardly know you.
π
Have a lovely day!
Good thing you love honesty because I don’t think it gets much more honest than this post. π
I love little baby ducks, old pick-up trucks, slow-moving trains, and rain
I love little country streams, sleep without dreams, sunday school in may,
And hay
And I love you too
I love leaves in the wind, pictures of my friends, birds in the world, and squirrels
I love coffee in a cup, little fuzzy pups, bourbon in a glass, and grass and I love you too
I love honest open smiles, kisses from a child, tomatoes on the vine, and onions
I love winners when they cry, losers when they try, music when itβs good, and life
And I love you too
What a post. I’ve saved this for days to read again so it can give me another little boost. Thank you!
I love it when you drunkblog.
Oh, boy. But did you love the morning after?